I pulled into a front space today and got out of the car. My son jumped out before me. An older man and lady were walking by and the man with a cane said you know you're in a handicap space and I replied yes, thanks, here's my permit and placed on my mirror. He said are you disabled and I said no I'm not and was silent. He started yelling at me and I pointed to my son as his back was to me. The wife started well he just suffers so much. I said whats the problem did you start to pull and and I cut in front of you ? She replied no, I said do you have a permit and she said no, I said You know you don't have to be so upset and that he can contact his doctor to receive one and that my card happens to be permanent. The wife continued to open her pie hole even after her hubby told her to let it go and I told my son to go ahead of me and I said you know I have an ill son with a disease and that is why I'm parking there and she said who?
(Like my healthy son and I were using the permit while my other son, that I don't have was at home) My son turned around and said Me...I was proud of him. She finally said she was sorry and I said you should be. As we walked into the store, my son said it's a horrible day. I said don't worry, it's not a big deal. I was shaking and almost in tears.
Of couse now that I've experienced this first hand, I know exactly what I'm going to say next time...and that is unless you're GOD, I don't think I owe you an answer. So frustrating.